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Lamnesri Elarbi|Morocco Oh my love,There are so many thingsI long to show you—So many placesI dream to go with you. Oh my love,There are so many precious thingsI want to share with you:My memories,My heart,My soul,My whole life. All I wantIs to give you,To show youThe depth of my love. You are the breath I breathe,The moon that lights my …

Lamnesri Elarbi|Morocco Then I walk upon my pain,Carrying the weight of sins.Would you forgive me?I pulled out my soul from the fire,And rose from ashes like a phoenix—Steady, calling your love to rest. My wounded heart can’t stand alone,But still I share the lovely moments.My faith in your love is true.’Cause I don’t want to be lost,And meanwhile I reach …

Lamnesri Elarbi|Morocco Step by step on the sand,I carry my memoriesThrough the silent sea.I see you there, wingingAcross the sky, all around —In the shadows, in all things.In the spring’s beauty ,Across the whispered windYour love settles in my heart.Across the sea, I see you sailing,Pulling me far into the waves.Without you, I fade awayI trace you through my memories.I …

Larbi Houmaidi|Morocco A quiet flame to make me whole, Through storms that tear the skies apart, I seek the stillness of the heart. Not in the world’s loud, fleeting call, Nor in the rise or prideful fall, But in the breath between each sigh, I chase the silence where dreams lie. The battles rage, both near and far, Yet peace …

Lamnesri Elarbi|Morocco  In everywhere I go  In every place I escape There is war  No man can stand tall  Citizens are homeless  Workers are jobless Slavery in all  Starvation around the world Stop the war  calm down the rifles   Stop this war  Feel back humanity  Come back for love Pray for peace  Pray for charity In everywhere Forever fights …

“A Poem by the Australian Novelist and Poet Clare Rolfe” The wind decides the fate of trees Rosellas decorate a lawn, grief stricken for the wet summer. Heightening the paradox of winter brown, and green leaves. Memories lie still. A time of slumber for the romantics.  Desire is poured into warming fires, frosty breaths. Decaying wood grows large. Rotten from …